Crystal Heart

Sometimes fate finds you when you least expect it.

~ Be patient. ~

Your voice is still clear in my mind.

I still feel your arms holding me close.

We said goodnight quite some while ago,

But you're stuck in my mind like a song I know. 

I hold my breath until I see you again.

You replay the last recording in your mind.

Minutes suddenly become millenniums,

And our thoughts ache more with time.

We wake up and fall asleep again.

A crystal heart hangs from a chain.

We find each other in our dreams.

Pictures add up to sums in frames.

Finally, I see your face and it lights up,

As though you're meeting a queen.

You hold me even closer,

As if we were apart for an eternity.

We walk in the crowded city,

Just two people part of an entire sea,

But we're the only ones who matter.

We're the only ones we see.

You see me shiver in the outside air 

And wrap one arm around me.

Like two pieces in a puzzle,

Our fingers intertwine so perfectly.

Your eyes are locked onto mine.

My head finds home on your chest.

We've found our fantasies in each other.

Our active minds can finally rest.

Magnets

It's time to follow the energy that has been pulling you.

~ Trust fate. ~

Our lives are two attracting magnets

that fate decided to cling together.

In a realm filled with static,

we never thought it could get better.

But it needed to.

There's a pull of attraction, 

a force we can feel so strong.

It's some sort of chemical reaction

driving us to pursue on. 

Like it wanted us to.

We're both from mines of iron

where we've been cut and bruised,

working hard to impress liars,

who would only leave us feeling used.

But we had to.

Finally we saw a spark,

a small flame igniting in the sky.

The thought was very far,

but we chased it like a high.

Cause we needed to.

It's daunting, but electric, 

a feeling we've never felt in our lives.

It's pulling us, so magnetic,

so we know we have finally arrived.

Where we needed to.

I think it's more than just attraction,

like some act of a higher plan, 

that brought us to compassion,

something only we can understand.

And we needed to.

It's incredible what fate produced,

like two magnets meant to be.

Now it's clear I saved you

because you're the one who saved me.

And I needed it.

Adoration

We're all drawn into the beauty of life and all it has to offer.  We fall prey to its power.

~ It's not the life she envisioned. ~

She lives her life for the adoration.

It became a drug, toxic in remediation. 

Glamorously, she pulls shades over green eyes,

A reflective way to distract them from her disguise. 

The beauty.

She's always in love but only momentarily.

From one to another, she glides carelessly,

But they come to her so voluntarily 

Because she knows the weight beauty carries.

The power.

She uses all she has to her advantage,

But beauty's a power she can never quite manage.

They start to grow tired of the same pretty face,

So they begin to create their own ways.

The rules.

They have their own motives too.

There are reasons she's the one they choose.

Learned behavior, it's all about what one can see,

But her landing happens so quickly.

The fall.

When she falls she hits harder each time.

She's not playing their game - they come to realize. 

Looking for an escape before she's convincing,

But they don't know what they're missing.

The ground.

She always has a backup plan before another leaves,

Distracting her from what's hiding underneath.

Hiding deep down is a secret she won't admit.

She sleeps in different beds of loneliness.

The heartache.

She knows the cycle must stop but it repeats again.

Heartbreak is best medicated with more attention. 

The stakes are high, but she's addicted.

Loneliness is only a curable sickness.

The falsity.

She knows she never has to fall ill to its curse.

She flashes a smile and they all swarm to her. 

It's really quite sad she lives life this way,

But beauty is only a powerful game.

The game.